Sometimes a little thing can mean so much, yet sometimes it doesn’t mean much at all. Sometimes all I have to offer is to listen.
retreats
June 23
Retreat-yearning growing, the only thing to do is to be…
June 2
Pines of every age fill the air…
March 8
I asked God for a hug, and I got arms…I asked God for clarity, and I got silence…I asked for awareness of God’s presence, and I got freedom.
February 5
On the way home from retreat…part of me is clinging so tightly to what I fear may be left behind my fingernails are bloody.